Friday morning, I packed up the car and drove west to St. Pete beach to meet up with six friends for a girls’ getaway weekend at the Tradewinds Sandpiper. It was a glorious three days, and the break was exactly what I needed to recharge my batteries. Here’s a few Cliffs Notes from the weekend:
Record-breaking luggage volume between 7 girls for 2 nights. Heaven help if any of us ever add children to the mix.
Pina coladas, skinny Patron margaritas, bahama mamas, vodka-spiked Arnold Palmers, top shelf champagne, moscow mules, pop rock martinis, and a Corona or two.
A sunset dinner on the deck at Crabby Bills.
A hostile takeover of the Instagram feed.
A birthday arm party for Perry.
The best — and biggest — breakfast from The Frog Pond.
More SPF than you can even imagine, and not a single sunburn.
A wild afternoon at the PCI bar. Stand-out random quote from Drunk Guy #6 as he passed our table: “I like your hat. And your starfish earrings.”
Uh-mazing pulled pork and blue cheese balsamic potato chips at Beachwood BBQ and Burgers.
A little quiet alone time on the beach with the second book of the Hunger Games after all the girls hit the road Sunday morning.
My body is back at work today, but my brain is still in beach mode. Why does it seem like you always need just one more day after a vacation? I’m feeling extra blessed today to have such an amazing group of girlfriends that are so darn fun to hang with. Can’t wait for the next getaway!